Celebrity Lady - Chapter 128

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Celebrity Lady
Chapter 128
Lark caught Victor’s fist as it grabbed him by the collar.
“If you truly care for Rubetria, I’d ask you to choose your words more carefully.”
“Ha! Your Highness, the answer is obvious, but may I ask one question?”
Victor didn’t wait and continued.
“This time too—it was people after Ruby, wasn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“If you hadn’t gotten involved with Her Highness, this wouldn’t have happened to Ruby, would it?”
…….
He couldn’t deny it. Watching Lark answer with silence, Victor laughed bitterly.
“Victor Diolus.”
Then Leonard stepped between Victor and Lark, separating them.
His expression was troubled.
“Don’t lose your composure. And don’t just say things you think I’ll understand—speak so I can comprehend too.”
“There’s nothing more to say.”
Victor spoke with contempt.
“You people have lived with your ears firmly shut all this while—what good will talking do now?”
…….
“Get out of my way. And don’t expect to see your second son’s face again—just assume he’s dead somewhere.”
“Victor!”
Leaving Leonard’s shout behind, Victor swept from the room like the wind.
* * *
I was startled the moment I woke and was preparing to head to Victor’s room.
“Brother! Are you alright?”
Victor had found me first.
And he’d done so bare-chested, blood seeping heavily through bandages wrapped around a wound that had reopened.
“Pack your things.”
“What are you saying? I’m asking if your body is okay.”
“I’m fine, so pack your things. We’re leaving.”
“Where are we going?”
“Anywhere!”
Victor’s shout made him wince, pain flashing across his face.
“Just tell me what’s going on. It hurts a lot, right? Sit down for a moment and calm yourself while I—well? You must have questions for me, so ask.”
“No, I know everything already, so there’s no need to explain. Just pack your things.”
“Know everything? What do you mean?”
“Why the people who suddenly attacked us were after you. And because you always anticipate that you’ll be targeted, you were able to stay calm—both last time and now.”
……? Wait, he’s sharp.
Seeing my eyes widen in surprise, Victor sneered.
“You’re helping the Crown Prince over some trivial cause, and he’s pretending he can’t manage without your help. Knowing full well you’ll be put in danger. How hypocritical.”
“Look at you, speaking like that. Why are you so angry, brother?”
“Pack your things. I’ve said it four times.”
“There’s nowhere to go—what am I supposed to do with packed things? Without any plan!”
“Of course there’s somewhere. I’ll carry you out of this mansion if I have to, so understand that.”
“Do I have no say in this?”
“I’m sorry, I wish I could respect your opinion, but I can’t compromise on this. If you said you’d forgive Father or Biego, I couldn’t say anything. So I’ve let it alone until now. But.”
Victor ground his teeth and continued.
“Now that I know there’s someone who’s been keeping you prettily settled in this mansion, calling for you whenever he needs, pulling you out, using your abilities—I’ve changed my mind.”
He was talking about Lark.
Victor’s hot-blooded anger was now spreading in all directions.
The tormenting twins and Molga.
Father who doesn’t look after him, and Biego.
Lark, who uses you.
You, caught in the middle of them all…….
‘Right, I understand why he wants to get me out of this house. It’d be enough to drive anyone crazy.’
I laughed as best I could.
“Brother, but it’s not about ability—I just told His Highness a few things I saw in my dreams.”
“Yeah.”
“I’ve helped all I can now. It’s really over. There won’t be any more danger.”
“Yeah.”
“Brother.”
Since I wasn’t moving, Victor grew impatient and opened my wardrobe himself, starting to pack.
“Please.”
“Danger or not, you’ll keep being used. Even after he safely takes the throne, the Crown Prince will say he needs your help.”
“How could I possibly help after that? Once His Highness safely ascends, it’s all over—”
“You’re the Contractor of Wishit—are you really sure? Will he just use you and throw you away?”
“……!”
“I don’t think so.”
…….
I was at a loss for words, and Victor continued packing as he spoke.
“If you don’t leave, I’m going to fight the Crown Prince right now and tell him not to use you.”
“Wait, brother. I’m not sure I completely understand what you’re saying—”
“You don’t?”
Victor turned back and smiled brightly. His expression was resolute, showing no sign of backing down.
‘What on earth is this situation?’
That name, Wishit—the one Lark and I never mention even implicitly.
I remember the words Victor had let slip two days ago during the commotion about spirits or something.
Besides, where would you find a Spirit Contractor who’s been cut and never broken? I’d even guessed that Victor couldn’t summon his spirit at all.
But.
‘I never expected that name to come out of his mouth.’
My head felt slightly complicated. This wasn’t some trivial secret…….
I needed to find out how Victor had learned my secret.
“Alright.”
I answered quietly.
“I’ll pack.”
* * *
Victor grunted as he carried both my luggage and his own down the stairs.
“Brother, give me mine. I’ll carry it.”
“Don’t bother.”
Victor had made such a racket going back and forth between his room and mine preparing to run away.
So the three men downstairs must have sensed what was happening and were waiting.
Biego, gripping the bannister and stepping forward first, tried to stop him.
“Don’t act recklessly—let’s talk about this.”
“What? I’m not human, so I don’t speak dog language—can’t have a conversation. Ruby, what was that mutt barking about?”
“Phew.”
Wow, he’s brutal.
I kept my mouth shut, and Biego sighed, pressing his forehead.
As Victor grunted his way down the stairs, both pieces of luggage suddenly lifted from his hands and flew through the air, landing gently by the door.
“Damn it.”
Recognizing that Victor couldn’t be stopped, Biego gave up and moved the luggage for him.
“Such a pain in the ass.”
Victor snarled as he passed Biego.
And then, the second obstacle.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Father blocked Victor’s path.
“Huh? Who are you, sir?”
…….
Oh no. The sight was too much to bear, so I covered my face and sighed.
A furious teenage boy’s rebellion was truly terrifying.
“Go if you must, but you’re going alone. I won’t let you take a girl out in this weather.”
“True, there’s nowhere as warm as this house. Though I suppose for Ruby, it was hotter than hellfire itself.”
Wow, he’s really going for it…….
Father closed his eyes and breathed slowly.
Just then, something like an envelope flew toward us and slipped smoothly into my luggage bundle.
It seemed to be Biego’s best gesture of kindness, having instinctively recognized that this situation couldn’t be stopped…….
“This isn’t even funny.”
Victor walked with long strides, pulled out the envelope, and came back to throw it hard at Biego’s face.
“Ow.”
“Buy your pretty little siblings something delicious with that.”
“Who asked you to do anything?”
“Right, you didn’t. But I’ll feed myself just fine without your money.”
“Hey!”
“Woof woof!”
“Damn it…….”
After mocking Biego to the end, Victor pulled my arm and led me forward.
Then he stopped abruptly before Lark and pulled something from his pocket, pressing it hard against his chest.
Victor smirked.
“A resignation letter.”
…….
Lark let out a short sigh and blankly accepted the paper as it fell from his chest.
“Let’s go.”
As I was being dragged away, I secretly reached out my hand to Lark, and he reached out his hand just like mine.
“Ah.”
I had been meaning to pass him a note.
It seemed Lark had the same thought—there was already a rustling paper in his hand.
We exchanged a final greeting behind Victor’s back, then parted with nothing but a brief eye contact and expressions that were neither crying nor smiling.
* * *
[I don’t think I’ll be able to stop Victor right now. I need to convince this man and ask him something important. Though he doesn’t seem willing to tell me willingly…….
I’ll try my best to calm him down so he agrees to come home, so I’m counting on you to handle the rest. You must be missing her. I’ll contact you soon today. Note ♥]
[I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I sent Victor to you because I was worried about Rubetria, but things turned out this way.
Don’t worry about the Duke and the lesser Duke. I’ve handled things well enough. Get in touch with me first depending on how things develop. I’ll miss her.]
* * *
Thus began the runaway of Victor Diolus (18), eldest son of the Diolus Duchy—called the greatest noble family in the empire—and his sister, Rubetria Diolus (16)…….
“Ah, brother!”
……About an hour had passed since their reckless declaration of running away.
I was crouched in the middle of Jedo like a beggar, pouring out my frustration.
“Honestly, couldn’t you have at least brought a carriage and guards?”
When Biego threw me that money envelope, I already sensed that Victor had no intention of accepting any help from the family.
“Just wait while I think.”
He’d dragged me out with nothing but the clothes on our backs, and with the money he had on him, he’d hired a taxi driver for a month.
Then he went to the Mercenary Guild and brought back two A-rank guards—already spending 6 million marks.
“Ugh.”
Now he was counting his remaining money and stamping his feet.
“I’m cold…….”
“Cold?”
Victor unpacked his luggage and draped a military coat around me, fastening the buttons snugly.
With its bulky design, I looked like an absolute beggar.
“What is this, really? Makes me look so shabby.”
Victor quickly averted his eyes from my complaints and stood up.
“Let’s stop by the bank first, withdraw some money, and sleep at an inn tonight.”
“Withdraw money for what?”
“To find a house.”
“Ha. How much money do you have, brother? Do you know how expensive property is in Jedo?”
I spoke sarcastically.
I had more than enough money, but I had no intention of using it.
My plan was to deflate this runaway teenager’s enthusiasm.
“I didn’t want to leave home, but you dragged me out against my will. You have to use your own money to find a house, food, everything. Understand?”
After letting Victor realize how hard life on your own is, I’d take the wind out of his sails.
Then my job would be to cool down the accumulated anger he felt toward Father, Biego, and Lark.
“Yes! Just trust me, brother! I can do this!”
Since it had only been an hour since he left, Victor was brimming with confidence.
* * *
The National Bank of Jedo.
The moment we walked in, the bank employees’ eyes went wide when they recognized me.
“Everyone, what are you doing!”
The bank manager jumped to his feet and rushed toward me at full speed, with all the employees lining up in single file behind him.
“Welcome, Lady Rubetria!”
“Welcome, Lady Rubetria!”
“Welcome!”
Bowing deeply at ninety degrees to greet a VVIP client, Victor’s mouth dropped open.
Seeing him standing dumbly, blinking, I mocked him and spoke.
“It’s not me today. It’s this person here. My older brother needs to withdraw some money, they say.”
“Yes, we’ll be happy to assist.”
I leaned close to Victor’s ear as he sat down at the counter, his face tense, his dry lips pressing together once.
“Want to see what’s in our brother’s account?”
“Hmph!”
Victor sat down as if heading into battle.
And the balance he confirmed was…….
‘Wait, what? That’s not bad? For an eighteen-year-old kid?’
Nearly 300 million marks.
The starting salary I knew for the Imperial Knight Order was 50 million marks.
Given that Victor had served four consecutive years and earned the vice-commander mark, it seemed he’d saved nearly every penny without spending anything.
‘With this much, he could definitely afford a shabby one-story house on the outskirts.’
My plan was in danger of falling apart.
Victor nodded with a satisfied expression.
“Tomorrow I’ll find a house…….”
“I can’t sleep somewhere shabby.”
“What?”
“And hire a maid. You left Rebecca behind anyway.”
“A, a maid?”
“Who’s going to cook? You don’t expect me to cook myself, do you?”
“Hey, don’t you know military training? Don’t worry. I don’t need a servant. I can handle everything.”
“Really? But I need someone to bathe me, and I need someone to manage my desserts, clothes, and bedding. Are you going to bathe me and dress me yourself, brother?”
Victor’s expression became baffled as his mouth dropped open.
“What, are you some kind of noble lady?!”
I replied with wide eyes.
“Of course I’m a noble lady. What else would I be?”
…….
Victor blinked silently for a moment, then his lips moved as he muttered.
“……You’re right.”
I shrugged, suppressing a smile.
“Hire a maid as soon as we move out.”
“Sigh.”
Victor agonized, pulling at his hair.
After deliberating for a while, he turned to look at me with hesitant eyes.
“Hey…….”
“What.”
“Well, you see.”
“Yeah.”
“I promise I’ll repay you.”
Victor rolled his eyes and scratched his head as he spoke.
“Can you lend me some money?”
“Ha.”

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